I, Fred Weasley was BORED, shocking I know, I mean me, who would have thought? I should be one of them who never could be bored. Heck I should be one of them who didn't even know the what bored meant, alone know the word 'Bored' at all! But that was what I was and I hated it. Couldn't you get a potion for this? Probably not… maybe we should invent that for the shop.

Anyways I was left alone with nothing to do on this Saturday afternoon since George had to go to Verity's and do Merlin knows what cause I certainly don't want to know what those two could be doing.

And when I asked Lee if he wanted to hang out, he was of course also on a date, so I really had none to hang out with and the shop was closed so no help there.

It seemed like right on this day; everyone other than me had something to do, irritatingly enough and I normally always had something to do… except now.

I should have something to do, I just didn't know what.

I had never really been on my own, I had always been with George, I wasn't used to being just me and it felt weird. Some people probably would say they had more room or felt free but I didn't, I felt half empty without my twin.

It had been one of the many things I feared about the war, losing George or dying myself, mostly because if I lost George, I wouldn't know what to do. Of course I would finish what we'd started; it was our dream, it would just be weird not to have George there with me if something had happened to him.

But none of us died, no Wealsey's died but many other people close to us did.

I had been close to death when a wall exploded and I was crushed under it, I wouldn't have survived if they hadn't find me and some new kind of potion that made it able to reconstruct my bones but it caused me almost a year in coma.

I missed a lot in that year; I lost my baby sister's engagement to the one and only boy-who-lived-and-won and when George started dating Verity and the day Hermione and Ron discovered they weren't meant to be.

But ever since I woke up and still at some points was George watching my every move and he was there in a second if I as must as cut my finger on a piece of paper.

So since I had nothing to do today, it was most of all a lazy day.

I had started the day by sleeping long, then I got up and took a long nice shower, got dressed, made myself some tea and breakfast and watched something I had forgotten what was on the muggle television we had gotten in the flat in the living room.

When that got to boring I decided to take a stroll down Diagon Alley.

And so that was why I was seated at The Leaky Cauldron, drinking a cool glass of butterbeer and waiting on a waiter, starring out the street.

I was hoping someone I knew would suddenly appear and save my day and just as I thought it, it happened.

I spotted the familiar figure walking down the streets, all alone and decided that was the lucky winner to hang out with me.

I laid some money on the table for the drink and ran out the pub, forgetting that I walked in there mostly because I was hungry.

"Hermione" I called, she stopped walking and turned to me, eyeing me closely.

"What Fred?" she asked, somehow tense. "Relax, I'm clean" I said, she was still eyeing me and I sighed, raising my hands in the air to prove I indeed had nothing on me. "All right" she said timidly, and continued walking and I trotted up to keep pace with her.

"But seriously Fred, what do you want?" she asked after sometime, I shrugged my shoulders "Hang out?" I suggested; she narrowed her eyes, "With?" She may be the smartest witch at her age but at some times she was rather oblivious. "Why you of course" I stopped walking after I said it when I noted that she no longer was walking with me.
"What?" I asked confused at her sudden stop, "With me? Good grief Fred" she laughed and took up her pace again.

That hurt that she thought I was making a joke when I was serious. Being Fred Gideon Weasley, famous Weasley twin, mischief-maker and owner of a joke shop not many did take us seriously. We may be pranksters but we did know how and when to be serious. And we would never make anyone we cared about a joke.

Well… then again, her and I didn't normally hang out, she would hang out with Harry and Ron and I with George.

"Yes" I said, she stopped short and turned to stare at me once again like she did when I first called her name. "Why on earth would you want to hang out with me? Hermione Granger and Fred Weasley… hanging out? People would think you were playing a prank on me or I had put you under some spell or you pitying me" "Well I'm not, and since when have I been one to care about what other's thought?" I asked; I had her now. "Fine, what do you want to do?" she asked, waiting on me to keep up.

"Whatever you want to do" "I wanted to go check out some new books at Flourish and Botts "Of course" I said smirking "Well, shall we then?" I asked, presenting my elbow to her, she giggled and took it "We shall" she said and we made our way through Diagon Alley.

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